After generations of men in the Giordano family, the idea of a baby girl was a mere dream.
So when their first and only princess was born, they believed they had found peace.
Finally, the world was extending an olive branch.
She doesn't remember a...
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We drove in silent.
Rivo gripped the steering wheel tightly, not glancing at me or at Santo once. I have no idea where the mall is, so I don't know how long I'll have to suffer in this car.
We didn't talk about this morning's fight, and I was actually grateful for it.
A couple of minutes into the ride, I spotted a sign. We're near Jace's Neighborhood. I need to figure out which house is his, because this is the only way I'll be able to see my friends again.
God, I miss them. I miss being able to drop my guard, to be able to stop over-thinking about everything.
I feel like that's all I've been doing since I came here. My thoughts are nonstop, and I have no one to share them with.
I miss Theo's and Ares' snarky comments, their ability to make me laugh even in the worst situations ever. And I miss our hugs. I miss our talks and our drunk parties.
I miss everything about them.
The car stopped, and I got pulled out of my bitter thoughts. They both opened their doors simultaneously and stepped out. Reluctantly, I followed.
"Damn." I muttered, looking at the building in front of me. This place had to be the biggest mall on earth. It was so big, i couldn't even tell where was the entrance.
God, rich people.
I hate to admit it, but every time I get a glimpse of what their lives are like, I get jealous. How is that fair? Growing up, they had everything I wished for as a kid.
"Let's go." Rivo gestured towards the mall impatiently. "I have stuff to do."
I feel like a broken record, but what is his problem?
It's not like I want to be here, and Santo clearly looks like he'd rather get hit by a fucking truck, but like normal people we pretend that everything is alright.
Rivo definitely doesn't fall into this category.
He's infuriating and gets on my nerves. He wants to start a fight? That's fine. He Just has to remember it takes two to tango.
I turned to face him with the fakest smile I could master. "Lead the way, princess."
In a second, his jaw clenched. "What did you just call me?" he took a step towards me, his eyes narrowing as he does so.
But I just smirked. Putting a hand on my heart, I looked at him with big eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did i offend you, your highness?"
"You little--" He seethed. Rivo managed to take a few more steps before Santo made his way between us, blocking my hulk of a brother. "Okay, I think we all need to take a deep breath." He spoke firmly, pushing his twin away.
